Lyrics: Your Redneck Past

Choose from any number of magazines
Who do you want to be
Billy Idol or Kool Moe Dee

If you're afraid they might discover your redneck past
There are a hundred ways to cover your redneck past
They'll never send you home

Roots
The funny limbs that grow underground
That keep you from falling down
Don't you think that you'll need them now

Just find a place where no one knows of your redneck past
Yeah, you can easily dispose of your redneck past
You'll show them all back home

Desole
Je suis American
Please cook my steak again
Je suis american
Desole
Je ne parle pas Francais

Laws vary from state to state
Getcha some books on tape
Learn about holes in space

If you're afraid they might discover your redneck past
There are a hundred ways to cover your redneck past
It's good to be back home